the feeling of his magic-making claws on my neck, his strong tail caressing my cheek. Oh ever since i found him in a jar... the little sewer hairball had my heart.
"PULL MY HAIR!" i screamed at him and he yanked me across the room. "YES BABY"
his little squeaky moans give me life.
by a pull of my hair he put my hand on my dicky-wicky and began stroking so i didn't have to do it myself. before i came, he crawled down my pants and he exited a new man.
a grey rat? no. white.
